Cooter Brown

Driving down the freeway 
Name Cooter Brown
He’s got a pistol in the console
He’s heading to the bank downtown 
Ol’ Hank  on the radio
Music blaring loud
He’s on that lonesome highway
He’s heading to the bank downtown
And law men want him dead or alive 
but it’s the only way this outlaw knows to get by
He’s pullin’ up on Main Street
No sheriff around
That’s good news for Cooter
Bad news for the town
He walks up to the bank clerk
Pistol in his hand
No one has to lose their life 
if all goes according to plan
And law men want him dead or alive 
but it’s the only way this outlaw knows to get by
Law men want him dead or alive
But it’s the only way this outlaw knows to survive 
Made away with four bags of cash
And half his weight in gold
He’s a man who can’t be bought
A man that’ll never be sold
He’s difficult to find
Even harder to kill
Someday a bullet may find him 
But only time will tell
And law men want him dead or alive 
but it’s the only way this outlaw knows to get by
Yeah Law men want him dead or alive
But it’s the only way this outlaw knows to survive 
It’s the only way this outlaw knows to survive.

Jamaican reggae fun story song